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crew. He frowned then movement on further down the street caught his eye. “Jamie, look.”
“What—” Jamie turned his head to see what Luuk had first noticed in his peripheral vision.
“I would lay diamonds to dust those aren’t humans.” Not with the way they were moving, stealth and speed and noses tipped up to sniff the air. And they were heading the way he and Jamie had come from. “Damn it!”
“They’re going to come right back to us, aren’t they?” Jamie scowled and tugged his hand in Luuk’s grip. “We did nothing to cover our scent, and moving against the wind then with it won’t make a difference with our footprints and—”
“It will be okay, love. We haven’t come this far to fall to them now. Look.” Luuk sucked in a breath as Jamie cursed softly as they took in Father Piotr’s pale form on the stretcher. “I will kill them.”
Without another word, mental or otherwise, Luuk and Jamie headed to the ladder. The shifters on their trail would find them, and now he saw two of them drop back. Those shifters turned and began running back to the church.
It would be better to take on two then the others rather than have a half-dozen men trying to kill him and Jamie at the same time. Luuk’s heart pounded once, then he forced himself to calm. Somehow he would make this up to Jamie. They would survive the coming battle. Luuk would accept no other possible outcome. He would take Jamie somewhere so they could gather their strength, see if there truly was anyone helping them after all these years.
Jamie’s faith in him, in them, was as unwavering as Luuk’s. They didn’t even try to hide as they hit the ground running. The two shifters on their way back would go to the other side of the church, and they wouldn’t see Jamie and him running. Luuk was hoping for the advantage of surprise.
Within seconds they were darting up the steps. Luuk jerked the door open and almost collided with Father Norbert. “What happened?” he gritted out, noting the priest’s redrimmed eyes.
Father Norbert was shaking, wiping at his cheeks. “Father Piotr and I did not tell them anything. When they—the shifters looking for you and Jameson—would not leave, Piotr became upset. His heart is not strong like it once was. He was angry at their disrespect for the house of God, for their hatred. It was too much. I—I do not know if…”
Luuk blinked against the tears stinging his eyes. He couldn’t give in to them right now. Jamie sniffled softly and hugged Father Norbert, and the priest began to sob quietly.
“They are coming back,” Luuk had to say, not because he wanted to, but if they didn’t get Father Norbert to some safe place soon they would lose their advantage.
“The bedroom we used,” Jamie said, patting Norbert’s shoulder. “Please, go. We will try to respect the church, but—”
“But you cannot let them kill you, either of you.” Father Norbert’s eyes flashed and he raised his head. “And right now, I am not so concerned with the church. If you try to follow such rules…”
Luuk was well aware of the consequences. He nodded and Father Norbert, proving himself more spry than he appeared, dashed up the stairs. As soon as Luuk heard the lock slip into place, he and Jamie went to wait. They shouldn’t have but mere minutes.
He and Jamie each took a spot behind a broad counter. He didn’t like having to squat, but there was no other way to remain fully hidden. When the back door creaked open, Luuk looked at Jamie. “One, two, three!”
If Luuk had thought for even a second that these shifters weren’t their enemies he and Jamie would have been dead. They’d barely stood to leap when the other two yelled and came at them. The knives in their hands were proof they had no intentions of being friendly.
Luuk roared with a fury he’d carried for years, and he slapped at the first shifter’s hand. Alpha Anax that he was, despite the fucking coup, Luuk brought his claws forth and tore through